Sunday, March 29, 2009

Blackbird, Fly.

I have been listening to nothing but the Beatles for the past few days.
Feels pretty good, might I say.
I am rather lonely, of course...
Am I a sick person? Are people usually this lonely?
I feel that if someone doesn't try to contact me once a day, well, maybe I'm dead to them.
I hope no one remembers to read these stupid blogs.
If someone were to, I'm sure he or she would just get annoyed with this blather.
It's like I'm not even thinking anymore... just... typing, whatever my fingers want to type.
And nothing is making sense.
Not even breathing...
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Into the light of a dark black night.
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And to be honest, when you told me you didn't love me anymore, a part of me died.

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